All of my short stories are free to read in their entirety, here on the site. Just click on the title link below and it will take you to whichever story you want.

It occurred to me recently (I'm slow, but I get there) that providing info about each story would help visitors decide which one they want to read (ok, ya know, if any), so along with the title links below are also a synopsis of each story, the genre (any and all that they fit into), the rating (my best guess - I don't have a panel of specialists pondering the decision), and the word count.

On a dark, rural road, self-pubbed horror author Corinne Matthews is pedaling her ass off on a bicycle. Appearing around the curve up ahead, a furred, fanged, terrifying monster begins loping down the road toward her.

Corinne has only seconds to think of a way out. She's handled plenty of horrific creatures, when writing her novels.

A precocious four-year-old girl finds a device left behind by an alien spacecraft. When activated by her urges, it can open a vortex in mid-air, pulling people or objects into it and transporting them to a frightening, otherworldly place. What...or who...would you have made disappear when you were four?

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POOF! 1.5: THE TRAIN (Not available at this time)Sci-Fi/Apocalypse/Speculative FictionPG2,000 words

Told from the point of view of the lone passenger who escaped when an entire train was vacuumed up by the strange alien device. Yet he's not safe, merely stuck between here and there, wherever "there" is, invisible to everyone around him.

Smart-ass goth girl Layla Moran is one of the last survivors of a zombie apocalypse that has engulfed most of the world, including the White House and the U.S. Capitol. But, what the hell, watching on TV or from the roof, she's having a blast.

It's the 80th birthday of a man much admired by the few rebels left in a controlling society, a rare voice of his generation willing to pass along memories of the "Before" time, back when the government wasn't watching everyone, drones weren't constant eyes-in-the-sky, and those who yearned for freedom didn't have to travel through sewers to reach secret meetings (or a birthday party), risking incarceration in re-education camps (or worse). And what a gift awaits the about-to-be-octogenarian: such an ordinary item in our time, but for him a treasured memory.

Teenager Becca only vaguely remembers life before the zombie apocalypse. On her own, she has one love: books. And out there is a world of libraries and bookstores, most untouched, as if waiting for her to make them matter again.